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THE REVELLERS 



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BY F. S. HAFFORD. 



College Press, 
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1893. 




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MY LITTLE DAUGHTER EDITH 
found among the watchers in 



PREFACE 



The story of The RevelU-rs appeared some fifty 
years ago in a little hook of allegories published by 
an English clergyman. I read it with much delight 
in early boyhood, and I believe thai many of its less- 
ons have had a lasting influence upon my character. 
Some time ago while reading the book aloud to a 
friend I conceived the idea that I should like to cast 
the story in rhyme and meter. As the book was out 
of print and the copyright long since expired 1 felt 
free to do so, and for most of the way I have quite 
closely followed the original story, in a few instances 
I have employed even the words of the author where 
for a single line or more they seemed appropriate 
to the meter I had chosen. 

In some of the closing scenes of the second and 
third chapters I did not wholly agree with the doc- 
trines of the author, and there I have felt free to 
change the story itself, leaving out portions in pla- 
ces or inserting whatever seemed to me more in ac- 
cordance with Bible teaching. 

Grown people, if I may be so fortunate as to find 
any among my readers, will please pardon me if I 
at this place give the children, for whom mainly 



PREFACE. 



the hook is written, some points to help them in 
understanding the allegory. The names given to 
the characters in the story are easily defined and 
they indicate each a particular class of people. 

The old man usually represents the Word, or 
sometimes, perhaps, a preacher of the Word. Leila 
means pride, Roland is fame, Florizel means flour- 
ishing or prosperous, Edith is happiness or peace, 
and Una is victory, Camillo means a scoffer, The- 
ophilus a lover of God, and Hubert one bright and 
gay in spirit and easy to be led by others, Dromio 
and Antonio are the infidel and atheist, and Urban 
means meek and courteous. The "awful messen- 
gers " which appear toward the close of the second 
chapter are pestilences, wars, earthquakes, cyclones, 
floods, plagues,or such other calamities as Christ has 
said should come before his appearing. You may 
read about them in the second chapter of Joel. 

I think the rest will be easily understood, and I 
may venture to say that if one soul now 7 found among 
the revellers will by the reading of these lines be 
persuaded to join the watchers, I shall feel infinitely 
more repaid for the pleasant task of writing them 
than to know that the book had met with a large 
sale. . ' . ,-, 

F. S. HAFFORD. 



toe reveiaek; 



CHAPTER ONE. 



THE WARNING VOICE, 

I dreamed of walking through a vale 
v , Which verdant hills surround; 
There spicy odors load the gale 
And fragrant flowers abound. 

There woods of every tender hue, 

" Arid fields of living green, 
Arid skies of crimson and of blue, — 
■And in the midst was seen 

A stream whose crystal waters clear 

; In soft delicious flow 
Made melody unto my ear 

As ever on they go 

Till they were lost in shade behind 
The mountain's farthest reach. 

Tthought that to an earnest mind 
A lesson this might teach. 



THE REVELLERS. 



At that sweet vale's remoter end 

A stately palace stood, 
Whose lamps their shining beams would send 

Afar into the wood. 

Around it snowy porticoes, 

And marble pillars tall, 
And flights of steps whose tops arose 

To where a stately hall 

Was hung from floor to arching dome 

With festooned garlands rare, 
Whose fragrance filled the spacious room 

And hung upon the air. 

The time was evening's early hours, 

A soft and mellow light 
Threw shadows long from graceful towers 

And told of coming night. 

I lingered by the stream so blue 

That wound its shining way 
Reflecting from its mirror true 

The beams of parting day. 

There strange, bright birds, like shining things, 
Shot through the verdant bowers, 

And insects mused with jewelled wings 
Around the heads of flowers 



THE WARNING VOICE. 



Which stood in wild succession there 

Along the river's brink, 
And seemed to hear its rippling air, 

And of its music drink. 

Far up the shady avenue, 

Above the tree-tops tall, 
There opened on my wondering view 

That marble palace hall, 

Whose snow-white pillars hung around 

With architectural grace 
Seemed doubled in the depths profound 

Below the river's face. 

No human being could I see 

In all that lovely place. 
Insects and birds from tree to tree 

Did flit with pleasing grace; 

And much I marvelled that so fair 
And good a place should be 

For feeble, transient hosts of air; 
When suddenly I see 

A reverend man from out the wood 

Come to the river's side; 
Beside the rushing stream he stood 

And gazed and deeply sighed. 



THE REVELLERS. 



His hair was white as mountain snow, 
And on his furrowed brow 

The weight of many years did show 
That he was aged now. 

He sat down oil a mossy stone 
Beneath the cooling shade 

Then bowed his head in musings lone. 
As near the spot I strayed 

He raised his head from off his hand 
And seemed about to rise: 

I quickly said he should not stand. 
Then told him my surprise 

That such a fair and loveiy spot 
Secluded should remain. 

And kindly asked if he could not 
It all to me explain. 

A moment paused the kind old man 
And tears suffused his eye: 

With avre his earnest brow 1 scan 
As thus lie makes reply: 

''Come linger here an hour with me 

Till yonder sun has set: 
From what you hear and what you see 

An answer \ou will get." 



THE WARNING VOICE. 

1 thanked him for his welcome kind, 

And lingered by his side, 
Then asked him for his further mind — 

He thus to me replied: 

•' 'The Vale of Life,' this place we call, 

And yonder palace bright 
'The Temple of This World,' and all 

Belongs to the Lord of Light. 

"A revel will be there tonight, 

The Lord is far away, 
But he'll return ere morning light 

Shall bring the coming day. 

"It may be at the midnight deep, 

Or cry of early bird, 
Or at the daylight's faintest peep 

When morning sounds are heard. 

"And when he comes the ones who stand 
And watch for him and wait 

He'll take to his own heavenly land 
To view his blest estate. 

"And then this valley will become 

An empty wilderness; 
And wrath and devastating doom — 

Reward of faithlessness." 



THE REVELLERS. 



The old man sighed and fixed his eye 
Upon the wandering wave; 

He marked the waters hurrying by 
With meditation grave. 

"And you?" I hesitating ask. 

"The Lord has placed me here 
And given me the trying task 

To warn when he is near." 

"But do they need a warning voice?'' 

I asked in some surprise, 
"When those who make the wiser choice 

W T ill win so great a prize?'' 

He answered, "It is even so 

As you will quickly see 
When from the lofty temple flow 

The sounds of revelry." 

I pondered deep the old man's word, 

And sat in silent mood. 
When suddenly were voices heard, 

And from the shady wood 

We saw two youthful figures come 

Along the springing grass; 
Their eyes were toward the temple dome, 

And swiftly on they pass. 



THE WARNING VOICE. 



One was a tall and handsome man, 

And walking by his side 
A lady fine whose face I scan 

Where mingled joy and pride. 

Each one was dressed in purest white, 
And round the lady's hair 

There wound a wreath of roses bright, 
And gems of lustre rare. 

The youth, too, by his manner showed 
His heart was full of pride; 

His face with expectation glowed, 
As to his friend he cried: 

" See, Leila, yonder is the hall; 

Just hear the music roll! 
There are the marble pillars tall, 

We soon shall reach the goal." 

Just then a burst of music fine 

Rolled out from organ grand; 

A thousand silver cressets shine 
To light the joyous band. 

"Stay, revellers, stay a moment now," 
The reverend old man said. 

Reluctance clouds the reveller's brow,- 
The lady bowed her head. 



THE REVELLERS. 



"Young man, and you, my lady gay, 
With garments fair and white, 

Wilt heed what I, an old man, say 
About the coming night? 

"The music of the revel swells, 

'Twill drown the warning sound 

That of his dreadful coming tells 

Who owns this hallowed ground. 

" Oh ! watch and pray ! be warned in time. 

Remember all the woe 
And sorrow in that awful clime 

Where wickedness must go ! 

"The revel will be glad tonight, 

But day will surely come ! 
He will appear in splendor bright 

To take His people home !" 

This speech impressed the noble youth; 

His laughing eye looked grave; 
He pondered deep the words of truth. 

And watched the passing wave. 

Then Leila spoke, "We thank you, sir, 
Your words are kindly meant, 

And many solemn thoughts you stir: 
You have a good intent; 



THE WARNING VOICE. 



"Yet now the evening wears away, 

We cannot linger here; 
It may be at some future day 

We'll have more time to hear. 

"Come, Roland, let us hasten on." 

But Roland lingered still: 
"Nay, Lelia, when the night is gone 

And o'er the distant hill 

"The sun shall send his beams again 

It may be all too late." 
But Leila's look made very plain 

The scornful pride and hate 

That filled her haughty heart. She said: 

" 'Tis but the idle tale 
So often heard, that ever made 

The weak and timid pale. 

"Art thou, my brave young Roland, mad?' 
The youth laughed out in glee: 

"Farewell, old man, " he lightly said, 
" For what we hear and see 

" We thank you now; some other time, 

Perhaps, we'll come again. 
Lelia, do hear the music chime 

In yonder noble fane." 



io THE REVELLERS. 



They passed along. The old man eyed 
The swiftly passing stream: 

" 'A more convenient time,' " he sighed, 
"Poor fools, they little dream 

"How soon the Lord of Light will come 
And find them unprepared: 

Lor wrath and devastating doom 
His righteous sword is bared." 

And hardly had he spoken thus 
When from the shady wood 

Were voices heard approaching us 
x\nd soon in view there stood 

A group of graceful children bright 

All talking merrily; 
They, too, were clad in purest white, 

In garments fair to see. 

Light sandals kept their tender feet 
From waving grasses green; 

The innocence of childhood sweet 
In every face was seen. 

"Now, Edith, do make haste and come; 

Why will you linger long? 
The revel music has begun, 

I hear the choral song! " 



THE WARNING VOICE. 



"I must, I must; look, Una, now, 

Am I not beautiful 
With these white lilies round my brow? 

There's many more to cull." 

"O, Edith, it is tiresome, 

The music's sounding high; 

The evening sun has sunk; do come; 
I shall not wait. Good by." 

But Edith still with laughing face, 
Sat down and would not stir; 

The rest walked on with rapid pace. 
And would not wait for her. 

"See, Una, there sits an old man 

On yonder mossy stone; 
How gray his hair is, and how calm 

He looks; he's all alone. 

"How I should like to speak to him." 
Thus spoke a thoughtful boy. 

"No, Florizel, there is not time," 
Said Una, "think what joy 

"We miss; we shall be late I know. 

Our little Edith there- 
Why does she still provoke us so 

For lilies for her hair ?" 



12 THE REVELLERS. 

"Oh, Una there is very proud, 

She's to be crowned to-night," 

Camillo said with laughter loud, 
"She would not lose a mite 

" Of time for admiration.'' "Now 

I'm sure it is not so," 
Said Una, with a clouded brow, 

And face of crimson glow. 

The children now drew near the stone 
And thus the old man spoke, 

(In strangely soft and gentle tone 
His trembling accents broke,) 

"Whither, my children, can you tell ? 

And why so gaily dressed?" 
"The revel, sir," said Florizel, 

"The revel and the feast." 

He stopped, and stood with folded hands, 
And his white sandaled feet 

Upon the waving grass; he scans 
Us close, with reverence meet. 

"Now, FlorizeT,"' said Una, "do 

Not linger here so long." 
She held her hand to shade her view 

From parting sunlight strong. 



THE WARNING VOICE. 



She gazed toward the marble hall; 

Camillo laughed again, 
Again they heard the old man's call, 

"My children, dear, refrain 

"'Your eagerness a moment now, 
And heed an old man's voice." 

''Oh, dear," cried one with clouded brow, 
"Hark to the music choice !" 

"I'd like to hear it, if I may," 

Said thoughtful Florizel. 
"I'm placed here by the Lord of day 

With warning voice to tell 

"That he'll be here by morning light 

To take his children home; 
If you in revels waste the night, 

You'll meet a fearful doom." 

"How shall I know when he is near?" 
Then said the listening child. 

"If you are watchful you may hear 
His foot-falls on the wild." 

" The music, though, may drown the sound." 
"Yea, doubtless, but my son, 

Some faithful watchers will be found 
Before the night is done." 



14 THE REVELLERS. 



"Well now," said Una angrily, 

"I shall go on alone," 
"Oh!" cried Camillo, scoffingly. 

" I gather from his tone 

"That Florizel won't come to-night. 
He's something else to do." 

" Yes, I will go, if it is right, 

I wish to hear him through." 

" Pray, what is all this fuss about?" 
Cried Edith's merry voice, 

" What is it now makes Una pout, 
When we should all rejoice ? " 

" Why, Florizel won't come along; 

No revelling to-night 
For fear the music and the throng 

And dazzling splendor bright 

"Will spoil his pious watchfulness 
For coming Judge or King," 

Camillo said. "Why, how is this?" 
Asked Edith trembling. 

The old man turned his searching eye 

Upon the lovely child, 
And thus to her he made reply 

In accents soft and mild: 



THE WARNING VOICE. is 

"My little girl, I'm here to tell 

That soon our Lord will come; 
I was but warning Florizel 

To shun the sinner's doom." 

Then little Edith's laughing face 
Turned grave and very pale, 
As she drew near with childish grace 
To hear the old man's tale. 

"Tis only watch," the prophet said, 

Nor spoke another word. 
"Dear brother," said the timid maid, 

"What is it you have heard? " 

"The Lord is coming ere the day," 

He said with solemn tone; 
And haughty Una moved away 

With a complaining moan. 

Then Florizel moved thoughtfully, 

And bending low his head 
He thanked his friend respectfully; 

And Edith's childish tread 

Again was seen in flowers wild 

That 'mong the grasses spring; 
The happy, thoughtless, little child 

Forgot the coming king. 



i6 THE REVELLERS. 



Their murmuring voices died away, 
When, coming down a glade, 

Two youths were seen in garments gay, 
And by the stream they staid. 

The one was grave and slightly sad — 

He on the other leaned; 
His friend a lighter manner had, 

A face where gladness beamed. 

"Whither away, my youthful friends?" 
The fearless prophet spoke, 

And on the elder one he bends 
An earnest searching look. 

"The revel, father," said the one 

With light and eager air, 
"Already now it has begun, 

We're longing to be there." 

Upon his thoughtful friend he cast 
An anxious troubled look; 

He tried to lead him quickly past; 
Again the prophet spoke: 

"One moment, friends, I have a word 
That I should like to speak, 

And when you have the message heard 
You may the revel seek." 



THE WARNING VOICE. 17 

"Oh, linger not, Theophilus, " — 

Thus spoke the younger one, — 

" His message would but hinder us, 
The music has begun." 

"I think I'll hear his message brief; 

Go, Hubert, to the feast; 
My soul to-night is bowed with grief; 

I'll hear this aged priest." 

'■' My son, the word is quickly told, — 
Yon revellers would not hear, — 

Before the sun shall light the wold 
My Lord is coming near. 

"He'll come in fiery chariot bright 

To take his people home, 
Those who in revellings waste the night 

Will have a fearful doom." 

"How shall I know when he is near?" 

The earnest young man said, 
"Shall I the rumbling chariot hear? 

Or hear his stealthy tread ?" 

"Then thou must enter charily 

Into the dance. I fear 
The sound of joyous revelry 

Will drown your listening ear. " 



1 8 THE REVELLERS. 

"The signs, sir?" asked the youth again. 

" Are foot-falls on the wild 
Or chariot rumblings on the plain." 

Thus spoke the prophet mild. 

"It may be at the midnight deep, 

Or cry of early bird, 
Or at the daylight's faintest peep 

When morning sounds are heard." 

Theopilus bowed and thanked the man, 
He seemed inclined to stay. 

" I will be ready, if I can," 

He said, and moved away. 

"May all my blessings go with thee, 
My thoughtful, noble son; • 

Soon thou the coming King shalt see," 
Thus spoke the aged one. 

" Well, friend, and what had he to say?" 
Asked Hubert when again 

His comrade joined him on the way 
Toward the marble fane. 

" Nay, Hubert, now I plainly see 

You only ask to scoff; 
For, since you would not stay with me, 

But hastened quickly off, 



THE WARNING VOICE. r 9 

" I'm sure you do "not care for these. 

And other sacred things: 
But most you love and seek to please / 

Yourself with revellings." ': 

"Nny, nay, Theophilus, say not so, 

You should not harshly speak; 
I only ask that I may know 

The pleasure that you seek." 

"He bade that I should ready be 

To meet our coming King; 
He said that sounds of revelry 

Will drown the signs he'll bring." 

Said Hubert, "I can truly say 

I would be ready, too, 
If he shall come before the day 

Begins his course anew. 

"What are the signs that we may know 

When to expect him near? 
The revel I cannot forego, ' 

Yet his approach I fear." 

"The signs are very faint I know, 

It is a thought that fills 
My mind with doubt." With anxious brow 

He gazed toward the hills. 



20 THE REVELLERS. 

"Oh, well," said Hubert, "I've no doubt 
We shall leave off in time; 

I think the revel will be out 

Before the morning chime." 

" I am in doubt," the other said, 

" I fear the music loud 
The flare of lights, the gay parade, 

The laughter of the crowd 

" Will make me fail to hear a sound 
Foretell the coming King." 

"Well, well,Theopilus, look around 
And see each pleasant thing 

"That he has left us. Tell me now 
Would he have placed them here 

And bid us not enjoy them? How 
Shall we know when he's near?" 

Then on toward the palace fair 

The two in silence walk; 
I lingered by the old man there 

To hear his further talk. 

As their white garments disappeared 

Far up the winding way, 
He sadly shook his silver beard 

And thus began to say: 



THE WARNING VOICE. 



" Yon earnest \outh may ready be 

Despite the din around; 
Tis strange, indeed, as you will see, 

How many will be found. " 

Scarce had he ended when again 
A band of revellers passed; 

Thiev talked in loud and joyous strain, 
And near us stopped at last. 

" Ha ! " shouted one past middle age, 

" It is an idle tale 
That makes the" weak and foolish rage 

And turns the women pale, 

This vale will be a hundred years 

Just what it is to-night; 
So Urban, leave your senseless fears, 

And join the revel bright." 

"Well, Dromio," said he addressed, 

" I cannot now go on; 
I'm rilled with doubt, and sore distressed 

About the coming One." 

The reveller knit his troubled brow 
With look of anxious care; 

His friends, reluctant to allow 
Him still to linger there, 



22 THE REVELLERS. "•'*' 

Then tried to drag him on; but he 

Refusing, still remained. 
"Oh, if he will a loiterer be, 

And by forebodings chained, * 

" Then let him stay and wait awhile," 

Said artful Dromio, 
"Such foolish conduct makes me smile; 

I to the revel go." 

"Urban would always "hesitate," 

Said scoffing Antonie, 
"I well know what will be his fate, 

For he cares not to see 

" The King approach; he just now said 

He did not wish for it; 
I think he ought to hide his head 

Or he may have a fit." 

"He's mad, I verily believe," 

Replied the older one, 
" How we can wait I don't perceive; 

The night will soon be gone." 

And quickly Dromio moved away 

With many of the rest; 
But still Antonie thought to stay 

For the reluctant guest. 



THE WARNING VOICE. 23 

rhe youth was standing still in doubt, 

He would no further go, 
And much he seemed perplexed about 

The streamlets rapid flow. 

Hi.-> hand was pressed upon his brow, 

His look was agonized, 
Naught cared he for the gorgeous show 

Which other revellers prized. 

" Now Urban," said Antonio, 

"Pray do come on with me." 
" How can I to the revel go ? 1 

We suddenly may see C 

"The King whpm all should greatly fear.". 

"But it can do no good v 
For you to still be standing herej . « 

Pray come to yonder wood ; : 

"And let us see that aged man 

Who sits by yonder tree. 
Perhaps he can suggest a plan 

On which we can agree." 

Then Urban with his comrade went 

To where the old man sat, 
And gracefully his head he bent, — 
Each reveller touched his. hat. 



24 THE REVELLERS. 

"Kind sir, I would you could persuade 

My comrade to pass on," 
Said Antonie, "please lend your aid, 

The night will soon be gone. 

" Perhaps, you can remove his doubt 
And help compose his mind; 

He does not know what he's about, 
But lingers still behind." 

"Fair youth," the old man kindly said. 

" What is it that you fear?" 
He laid his hand upon the head 

Of Urban kneeling near. 

" I fear, sir," said he looking up 

Into the prophet's face, 
" I should not go with yonder group 

Unto the banquet place; 

" I should be watching for my Lord; 

And yet I fear to see 
Him come; I've heard with righteous sword 

He'll make the wicked flee. 

" Like chaff he will devour them — 

Like stubble fully dry — 
Will leave them neither root nor stem. 

Now, sir, if you will try 



THE WARNING VOICE. 25 



" To aid a sinner sore distressed, 
Most grateful I will be." 

His finger on his lips he pressed 
And rose from off his knee. 

I henrd not what the prophet said; 

Antonie left him there 
And on toward the palace sped,i 

While Urban knelt in prayer, 

And watched the waters hurry by 
Within the gliding stream. 

Now toward the marble temple I 
Seemed carried in my dream. 



26 THE REVELLERS. 



CHAPTER TWO. 



THE REVEL. 

Mow loud and high the music rolled 
Through marble palace hall, 

And hot and faint from laden air 
A hundred odors fall; 

While stalely bands of revellers 

Swept up the polished stair, — 

The young, the gay, the beautiful, 
The gentle, and the fair. 

They all were there whom I had seen 
Beside the running brook; 

There Leila with the stately step 
And haughty scornful look 

Trod proudly up the pillared aisle; 

I saw her in the throng; 
A hundred lamps of silver beamed 

Upon her, and a song 



THE REVEL. 27 



Of happiness and gaiety 

Seemed bursting from her soul; 
Still she preserved the haughty look 

Which scorned alike the whole 

Of that gay band of revellers with 
The old man's warning voice. 

And Roland, too, was standing there; 
Not dancing with his choice, 

But leaning 'gainst a pillar tall 
He spoke with laughing jest 

To groups of youths who gathered 'round. 
It seemed to please them best 

To hear a word from one who thought 

Himself to be so grand. 
But Una danced with Florizel; 

She seized his willing hand, 

And gaily said, "Now come on quick, 

My feet go with the tune, 
I long to dance with yonder group, 

We shall be with them soon. 

"Oh! is it not a noble sight?" 

And 'gainst her childish face 

The lilies danced. Along the floor 
They move at rapid pace. 



28 THE REVELLERS. 



And Hubert, too, was in the dance; 

I saw them passing by, 
'Their faces lit with joyous light, 

While mirth filled every eye. 

The air was laden with the scents 
Of flowers fresh and rare; 

There seemed a marble avenue 
Of stately pillars fair 

Which led without the palace door 
Into the darkening night 

Away to hills whose purple tops 
Shone in the fading light. 

I noticed figures, two or three, 
Were lingering outside; 

There standing by a crystal lake 
A watcher Lsdescried. 

His anxious face was turned away 
From looking toward the hills: 

And gazing on the trembling wave 
His eye with sorrow fills. 

" Now, Urban, of what use is this? 

Do come and join the throng," 
Antonie spoke with chiding voice, 

"Why will you linger long?*' 



THE REVEL. 29 



At first no answer Urban gave, 
But soon he raised his head, 

"Antonie, I hate revelling; 
I can not come," he said. 

"Oh ! ho ! I thought,'* the other said, 

" It was the coming King 
You feared." " Well, did I say 'twas not?' 

Asked Urban sorrowing. 

" No, but I thought 'twas that which kept 

You from the revel bright." 
•'I wish it were," said Urban while 

He gazed into the night. 

"Well I confess you are beyond 

Me," said Antonio. - - 
Then turning round his plumed cap 
He spoke again more low. 

''Then I suppose you mean you hate 

The revelling for fear . 
That it may drown the sounds which tell 

The king's approaching near." 

k ' I never told you what to think," 

Said Urban bitterly. 
' ; Welii, but you must have some return 

For all the gaiety 



SO THE RE FELLERS. 

" You're giving up; I'd either be 

A reveller or I 
Would be a watcher." "I have no 

Enjoyment when I try," 

Said Urban full of grief and with 

One finger on his lips. 
"Well I must go," said Antonie, 

And toward the hall he slips. 

Outside I saw Theophilus 

Against a pillar tall, 
Gazing toward the distant hills 

Which like a mighty wall 

Shut in the vale. He seemed intent 

Upon a distant sound 
And by degrees he stood upright 

Forgetting all around. 

"What is it?" said a gentle voice, 

"I'm tired of the dance, 
I think I'll come and stand by you 

And watch the night advance. 

" Do tell me what you're looking at." 

"Edith, I think I hear—" 
"Hear what? I think there's noise enough 

To nearly split one's ear." 



THE REVEL. 



"Nay. but I think I henr a sound 

Above the music's roar." 
'"You frighten me, Theophilus." 

And from her brow she tore 

The fading garlands; with her long 
And sinning locks unwound 

She drew close tip to him and stood 
To listen to the sound. 

" Hark ! " said the rapt Theophilus, 

And Edith listened long; 
She heard a distant rumbling sound 

Above the choral song. 

It seemed to come from far away 
Beyond the distant hill — 

Beyond the line of crimson cloud 
Where twilight fluttered still. 

"What is it?" said she looking up 
To her companion's face. 

" It is like chariot wheels," he said, 
" Moving at rapid pace." 

" Will he come in a chariot?" 
Asked Edith, turning pale, 

" And will he pour out plagues in wrath 
Upon this happy vale ? " 



32 THE RE VELERS. 



"I've heard so," said the listening youth, 
"But this sound dies away 

And then, at length, returns again; 
I should not like to say 

"Just what it means." He kept his eye 
Fixed on the twilight gray 

Until he thought still brighter grew 
The beams of parting day. 

The sounds of music, shouts of mirth, 

The marble pillared hall, 
The scented air, the brilliant light — 

He now was lost to all 

But that low sound upon the hills. 

"Oh, now what shall we do ? " 
Said Edith. " We will seek the man 

Down where the lilies grew. 

"He knows about the coming King, 

And he will tell us best." 
Thus spoke the youth, and Edith turned 

To join him in the quest. 

" Yes, yes, do let us go at once," 
So spake the lovely child, 

And clinging to his stalwart arm 
She passed out on the wild. 



THE REVEL. jj 

" Whither away, my friends, so fast? 

Was Hubert's eager cry; 
And following upon his word 

He soon was standing by. 

Theopilus stopped a moment then: 

"Hubert, there is a sound 
Among the mountains, and I hear 

A rumbling o'er the ground. 

'"The king is surely close at hand." 

No thunderbolt from out 
A cloudless evening sky, nor e'en 

A sudden murderous shout 

From ambushed foe could startle more. 

His cheek turned deadly pale 
As standing rooted to the ground 

He listened down the vale. 

Another moment and he rushed 

In terror to the hall; 
The music swelled to highest pitch, 

The merry dancer's call 

To groups of friends who swiftly pass 

Them in the brilliant light; 
For so the young and beautful 

Were wasting fast the night. 



34 THE REVELLERS. 



There Hubert pale and trembling rushed 
In breathless haste along, — 

His young voice raised to highest pitch 
Went floating o'er the throng: 

"There is a sound among the hills, 
The King is close at hand ! " 

A thrill of sudden terror passed 

Through that voluptuous band. 

An instant and each eye was turned 
On Hubert, who with fear 

And shuddering stood to look without 
For King approaching near. 

The dance as if by magic stopped, 

The music all was stilled; 
With signs of terror and dismay 

Each revellers face was filled. 

Tiie garlands of half fading flowers 
Were flung upon the ground; 

To hear the awful tidings told 

They trembling crowd around. 

''I said that he was coming soon; 

I said we should not come," 
Cried Florizel to Una who 

As struck with terror dumb 



THE REVEL. 35 



Stood cHmjin-g to his trembling" arm. 

"Oh dear, dear Florizel, 
Where sh;ill we fly? I'm frightened so, 

Dear brother, can you tell? 

" Aw;i,v with these vile flowers now, 

T hate them one and all." 
And underneath her scornful feet 

Their mangled petals fall. 

"Camillo, it was all your fault," 

Said Florizel to him, 
As gazing with bewildered look 

His eye seemed turning dim. 

" Well, well, my friend, 'tis no use now, — ' 
The youth forgot his scorn, — 

"I surely thought he woiild not come 
Until tomorrow morn." 

Well, but," said Una," that old man 
Said that we better might 
Be looking for him any time 

Than revelling through the night." 

" Well, well, don't lay the blame on me; 

We'll go to the old man 
And find out what we ought to do; 

Let's profit while we can." 



j6 THE RE VELLERS. 

" Oh, no, no, no," cried Una," I 
For worlds would not go out 

To hear the rumbling 'chariot wheels, 
The deafening trumpet shout. 

" I wish the music would go on; 

Who knows where Edith is ? " 
Her brother turned away his face; 

Camillo covered his. 

Then nothing could exceed the fright 

And terror of the crowd; 
Though some in silence heard the news, 

The most were wailing loud. 

I noticed Leila standing near; 

Her lip still curled in scorn, 
But in the eye that shone so bright 

An anxious look was worn. 

She leaned on Roland for support: 
" I have done nothing wrong 

For which the King should angry be," 
She spoke with effort strong 

To be composed, " He made this place 
That we should all enjoy 

Ourselves; and though he gave to each 
His work, and bade employ 



THE REVEL. 37 

•'Our time as faithful watchers here, 

Pray, who couldtell the time 
When to expect his near approach ? 

Just hear the music's chime, 

"And set- t lie merry dance; he placed 

All these within our way, 
And why should we not revel here 

Until the dawning day ? " 

She spoke and cast a haughty eye 

To her companion's face; 
'Twas plain that she gained confidence 

As time passed on apace. ' 

But Roland's sparkling eye was quenched 

Of all its lustrous hue, 
And his fresh beaming face was pale 

As toward the door he threw 

An anxious glance, He said," I wish 

That we had listened to 
The man we saw beside the stream, 

Who told us what to do." 

"Well, then, let's go to him," said she, 

" He may advise us how 
To act; it may not be too late 

To hear him even now." 



38 THE REVELLERS. 



'Twas strange to hear her altered tone; 

How little charm the sound 
Of music had for her; she gazed 

On those who thronged around 

Where all terror and dismay; 

The lamps gave little light; 
The moon shone on her comrade's face 

And showed its ghastly fright. 

I saw that Urban all alone 

Amid confusion wild 
Seemed undismayed; his face was calm, 

I thought he almost smiled. 

And yet he seemed as much perplexed 

As he had been before; 
The near approach of coming King 

No terror for him bore. 

" I do not feel it as I ought," 

He to himself confessed, 
"I wonder why I'm not alarmed 

And frightened like the rest." 

Theophilus soon reached the spot 
Where sat the prophet old; 

He threw himself upon his knees 
And straight his story told: 



THE REVEL. 39 

•'Oh, sir," he said in earnest tone, 

" The Lord is close at hand, 
And all is now confusion wild 

Among the revel band. 

" I come to learn what I shall do." 

The old man raised his head 
And made reply, " "Tis even so, 

'Tis even as I said, 

" And has he come? and shall I go 

To my long home at last 
And be released from anxious watch, — 

Be bidden to the feast?" 

He rose and turned toward the hills 

His almost sightless eyes, 
Then lifted up his feeble hands 

Toward the starlit skies. 

There passed across his aged brow 

Such look of joy and peace 
As told about the near approach 

Of long-look-for release. ' " - - 

" But tell me," said Theophilus, ! 

"Pray, tell me what to do." 
"Oh, do, do," cried the frightened girl, 

"We must be ready, too." 



40 THE RE VELLERS. 

••Is all prepared?— your garments stained 

With midnight revelling ! 
Back to the hall, stand at the door, 

Watch for your coming King. i 

'• Thrice blessed will the watchers be, 
And those who stand prepared; 

No thoughtless giddy reveller 

Shall in that hour be spared.'* 

The youth no longer stood in doubt, 

But quickly he returned 
To where the revel music pealed 

And lamps of silver burned. 

Then what indeed was his surprise 
To find the whole had changed ? 

Again around the lofty hall ■« -J i 

Were fresh new flowers arranged. 

The lamps again were blazing high 

Whithin the lofty dome, 
And back once more to join the throng 

Each reveller had come. 

The look of terror and dismay 
Had flown from every face, 

And quickly each again was found 
In his accustomed place. 



THE REVEL. 41 

" Why, Hubert, why again this change?" 

Asked grave Theophilus. 
"Because," said Hubert, "The Alarm 

Which just now frightened us 

"Has been proved nothing after all, 

The king is not at hand. 
Come, lay aside your senseless fears 

And join the revel band." 

"How know you this?" the watcher asked. 

And turned his nnxious eye 
Toward the place where loftv hills 

Wt-re towering to the sky. 

"Because" the other said, "the sound 

Has ceased, and messengers 
Have come to say that hereabout 

It frequently occurs." 

This answer did not satisfy 

The thoughtful, anxious youth; 
He still believed his Lord would come, 

He longed to know the truth. 

" Oh there goes Una in the dance ! " 

Cried Edith letting go 
Of her companion's arm; " 111 go 

And join her, for I know 



42 THE RE VELLERS. 

"There's now no need to fear; good by, 

I'll very soon return." 
"Stay, stay, light one," the young man said. 

With look of deep concern, 

"Remember now the old man's word, 

'Be ready at the door.' " 
"Well, well, and so I will," she said, 

"But surely one dance more 

"Will not take long, and it is clear 
The King's not coming yet. 

Oh, see how Una threads the dance ! 
I want to join her set 

" For just a little while; I know 

I shall be back in time." 
She burst from him and soon her feet 

Were moving with the chime. 

"What think you now, Theophilus?" 
And Hubert's smile was bland. 

"I think that the alarm was right, 
The Lord is now at hand," 

The other said. " But it is false, 

And all accounted for." 
"I," said his friend, "cannot see wmy 

In that great day and hour 



THE REVEL. 43 

'''Our King should not, as heralds of 

His near approaching doom, 
Choose things for which we may account, 

Who fear to see him come." 

" But it seems hard," the other said, 

"That we may not enjoy 
The time in harmless sport when he 

Does not need our employ." 

'• Hubert, you know that we must watch 

And have within our hands 
Our lamps; our garments free from spots 

That stain the revel bands. 

'• Who think you of yon giddy throng 

Can in a moment be 
Like that, if soon our king shall come 

And view their revelry?" 

Hubert himself was thoughtful now: 

" You are right, my friend, " he said, 

" But how shall we amid this throng 
Perceive his stealthy tread ? " 

"I," said the elder one," shall stand 

Close by the outer door, 
And soon I think the sounds within 

Will not disturb me more." 



44 THE REVELLERS. 



"And I will take my stand by you, 1 ' 
Said Hubert, "you are right: 

I hope the king will never find 

Our comrades in their plight. 

"Can we not warn them now in time? 

Edith at least will be 
Persuaded to keep watch with us; 

I'll go at once and see." 

Then o'er the surging, noisy throng 

He cast a rapid glance 
To where he saw a childish form 

That gaily trod the dance. 

Straight in he darted after her; 

Theophilus turned away, 
And holding high his burning lamp 

That shed its slender ray 

On those around, he took his staff 
And wedding garment white, 

And moved toward the outer door 
That ope'd into the night. 

He noticed Urban standing w 7 here 

He left him long before; 
His face, which ever seemed perplexed 

A look of trouble wore. 



THE RE VEL. 43 



His lamp he held within his hand, 

Its flame he closely eyed; 
Its rays were shining faint and pure, 

His staff stood by his side. 

" Friend Urban," cried Theophilus, 
" I'm going to take my stand 

Close by the outer door and watch, 
The Lord is near at hand." 

'"Are you? ' said Urban with a sigh. 

"Come with me," said his friend, 
" Come take your staff and let your light 

And mine together blend." 

"I dare not," said the timid one, 
" My lamp don't seem to burn; 

I tear the wind will blow it out 
Whichever way I turn." 

"Your lamp is trimmed and burning bright, 

Then said the other one. 
" I do not see it," Urban said, 

" I'm sure my staff is gone." 

"It stands behind you," said his friend, 
"You seem quite well prepared. 

I wish that all yon revellers 

Our King as greatly feared." 



46 THE RE VELLERS. 

"O friend Theophilus ! " said the youth, 

And in his face was seen 
The look which deepest sorrow knows, 

And fear and anguish keen,— 

" I am not read)'; I have tried 
How hard you cannot know 

To be prepared when he shall come; 
I fear I can not go 

"With him."' He spoke and turned away. 

Theophilus answered not; 
Indeed he knew not what to say: 

Sad seemed the unhappy lot 

Of him who feared the coming King, 

And so he left him there 
With head bowed down for heavy grief, 

And lips that moved in prayer. 

Now midnight's deepest hour had come 

And in the revel hall 
Is heard the tread of many feet. 

The merry dancer's call. 

One lonely figure might be seen 

Standing within the door; 
It was the noble thoughtful youth 

That we have seen before. 



THE REVEL. 47 



His little lam}) was burning bright; 

Its pure and steadfast flame 
The glare of all the revel lamps 

Could never put to shame. 

His shadow on the door was cast, — 
Outlined distinct and keen. 

It was Theophilus' manly form 

That might have there been seen. 

With face turned toward the open door, 
Bent ft> nil and listening ear, 

He's waiting for the coming King, 
And soon expects him near. 

No one was by — he stood alone 
Apart from that bright throng; 

Yet one lias noticed that he stands 
Deaf to the coral song. 

"See, Edith," gay Camillo said, 
With voice and look a sneer, 

" Why will he stand so like a fool 
While we are dancing here?" 

" Oh hush ! " said gentle Florizel, 
" Who knows but he will be 

Before the morning sun shall dawn 
More safe by far than we ? " 



THE REVELLERS. 



And silently the children drew 
Around the pillar near: 

That quiet watcher by the door 
Had cast a shade of fear 

For what might come so suddenly; 

And little Edith said, 
" If he is right, why shall not we 

To watch be also led?" 

" I think I will," said Florizel, 
Though somewhat timidly, 

"And gladly will I follow, too," 
Said Edith eagerly. 

And clinging to her brother's arm 
She started toward the door; 

Camillo with a mocking air 

Laughed louder than before. 

" Why, Florizel, you're going mad, 
What are you fearing now?" 

" I fear the King, the Lord of all, 
Before whom angels bow, 

"Will come and find me revelling. 

Come, Edith, trim your light, 
And let us leave the feast and mirth 

Before we waste the night." 



THE REVEL. 49 



tv Oh, Edith, Edith," cried the voice 

Of Hubert, " I have been 
Looking about the palace long 

And nothing have I seen 

" Of you; Theopilus wants you now 

To watch by yonder door." 
At this Camillo turned about 

And laughed a merry roar: 

" Oh, she is going very soon, 

And nlso Florizel; 
They'll watch all night for naught I fear; 

Say, Hubert, can you tell 

" What makes them do such foolish things? 

You surely will not go 
And lose the dance and banqueting; 

You have more sense I know." 

"Young man, " 'twas Roland's voice that spoke, 

" I have been seeking you; 
We. need you at the banquet now, — 

The rest are summoned, too. 

" The lady will not go unless 

You will attend us now, 
For Leila likes you much," he said. 

With archly smiling brow. 



So THE RE VEL LEES. 

" I was going another way," 
Said Hubert coloring up. 

"Oh," said Camillo with a sneer, 
"You'll not get him to sup. 

" He's going with Theophilus 
To watch by yonder door." 

The boy continued still to scoff 
As he had done before. 

But Roland noticed not the sneer: 
Hubert. he pressed again. 

" I fear I connot go with you; 
I think I should refrain 

" From banqueting and revels now; 

At least do let me go 
And presently I shall return." 

But Roland said, "No, no, 

"See, Leila stands and waits for you. 

Indeed you now must come 
You know she very seldom cares 

To wait for any one." 

Then Hubert yielded to the call; 

But to the child he said: 
"Go, Edith, to Theophilus 

And watch with him instead. 



THE REVEL. 57 

"I know he is expecting you," 

The simple Florizel 
Was much perplexed at all that passed, 

And now he could not tell 

Just what he ought to do himself. 

" Oh, brother, come with me," 
Said Edith," come and let us watch, 

The King we soon may see." 

Then toward the door the children start, 

To join the watchers there; 
Right gladly did he welcome then 

Who shunned the tempter's snare. 

And now around the banquet board 

W T ere brilliant revellers seen. 
Delicious fruits in pyramids 

Of richest color, — green 3 

And gold, and purple, too, piled high 
On snow brought from the hills; 

And wine was there from silver cups 1 - 
Poured out like mountain rills. ; 

Tall crystal vases held rare flowers 

Whose heavy odors flung 
Their rich perfume to sent the air 

That round the revellers hung. 



52 THE RE VELLERS. 

The lamps in gleaming splendor shone 

In colors bright and red, 
And on the joyous festal board 

Their radiant light was shed. 

And rich and fine the luscious grapes 

In tempting" clusters shine, 
Which bursting seemed with odorous juice, 

Just gathered from the vine. 

And at the banquet Leila sat, 

And Hubert at her side; 
The same proud smile was on her lip, 

Her face in \vhheness vied 

With lilies fair which crowned her hair. 

She now on Hubert smiled, 
And with corrupting flatteries 

The youth was soon beguiled. 

Now Roland's handsome, heartless lace 

A look of triumph wore 
To see the victim that he sought 

Entangled more and more. 

" The table is not full," said one. 

Then proud Antonie laughed; 
He scoffed at Hubert's troubled look 

And of the wine he quaffed. 



THE BEVEL. 53 



" There are some few who still believe 
The King will surely come," 

Said Roland," and they're bound to watch 
For him to take them home. 

" I should have thought the silly scare 

Of half an hour ago 
Would teach such folks their righteous King 

Was coming very slow. 

k ' Hubert, were you like all the rest, 

So prompt to take alarm ? " 
Hubert confessed that he had been, 

And all the color warm 

Rushed to his brow. " I felt no fear," 
Said she with manner proud, 

" In all the strange confusion one 
Was forced to join the crowd; 

u But still I felt no sign of fear. 

The signs will always fail; 
I know this coming of the King 

Is but an idle tale." 

" Indeed ! " said Hubert, startled at 

This strange assertion cold, 
" Do you not think that he will come 

Ere morn as we've been told ? " 



54 THE REVELLERS. 



" No, no," said Leila, " I believe 

Most firmly he will not; 
This vale will be just what it is 

When our names are forgot. 

" So often now we've been alarmed 
And every face has paled, 

I know that naught will come of it 
Since every sign has failed." 

"But if he were to come at last, — " 
Said Hubert, who could not 

So easily put away the fear 

That occupied each thought. 

"Well, well," said Leila, "what have I 

To fear ? I but employ 
My time about the things he left 

For people to enjoy." 

"But," answered Hubert, ' w Must we not 
Have on the garments white? 

Our staves all ready, and our lamps 
Well filled and burning bright?" 

"Oh I have very little faith 

That that will needful be; 
How can such trifling things affect 

The Lord of all we see?" 



THE RE VEL. 55 

And Leila drank the purple wine, 

And Hubert drank it, too, 
And all the revellers drank the wine 

And m.)re hilarious grew. 

Then suddenly the outer door 

Burst open and a crowd 
With faces white and terror-struck 

Leaped in and shouted loud: 

"The King ! the King! is now at hand ! 

The King ! the King ! the King ! " 
And with their shouts and frantic cries 

The temple's arches ring. 

The servants' terror was so great 

That they could scarce express 
The cause of all the wild alarm 

That seemed each to possess. 

A moment and the banquet scene 

Was changed; a wild alarm 
Siezed every one; the revellers screamed 

At thought of sudden harm. 

Wine-cups were overturned and rolled 

Among the trampling feet; 
Some cowered low, some tore their hair, 

And some their bosoms beat. 



$6 THE REVELLERS. 

Our Hubert turned n's pale as death 

And clung to Leila's gown: 
He started up, his frightened glance 

Went -wandering up and down. 

Far in the distance he could see 

Theophilus' stately form 
Standing in quiet with his lamp 

To watch the coming storm. 

And there were other figures, too, 

Beside the wacthers there, 
Though Hubert scarcely could discern 

Just who the others were. 

And now again the servants spoke: 

"The Lord is close at hand, 
His awful messengers without 

Will slay the revel band." 

" Who are these frightful messengers?" 

Asked Roland, in a tone 
That showed him struggling with a fear 

He did not care to own. 

" There ! there ! " cried one with staring eyes, 

Pointing without the door. 
" I can see nothing," said the youth, 

"That we've not seen before. " 



THE REVEL. 57 



Just then was heard a bitter scream, 

And Una rushing in 
Seized hold of Hubert, crying out 

Above the clamorous din, 

' : Oil save me, save me, Hubert, dear ! 

Oil save me from the foes !" 
But Hubert spoke with that weak voice 

Which faltering terror knows: 

"No, Una, I've no power to save; 

There is no place to hide. " 
Trembling and pale Camillo came 

And stood by Hubert's side. 

He cried, " O Edith, happy child, 
Would that we all had gone 

To watch with you; now you are safe 
And I am left alone." 

Again did Una's piercing cry 

Appall the hearts of all, 
" Oh save me, save me, Hubert, set- ! " 

She pointed down the hall. 

And there in tall and awful form 

Grim figures did appear, 
And as they stepped within the room 

All faces blanched with fear. 



58 THE REVELLERS. 

They bore in one hand ponderous hi ok: 
That were most closely sealed, 

Aud in the other mighty hows 
And arrows were revealed. 

A flame before them withered all, 
A flame behind them burned, 

They marched like mighty men of war. 
Nor right nor left they turned. 

Like noise of chariots on the tops 
Of mountains did they leap, 

Before them all like Eden bloomed, 
Behind a ruined heap. 

At sight of them the lilies fade, 
And verv strong men cuake, 

And distant sounds of chariot wheels 
The mightv mountains shake. 

Then Roland caught a javelin up 
And hurled it at the band; 

Like lightning on its way it flew 
Forth from his stalwart hand. 

But though it struck the foremost one 
And pierced his body through, 

He never ceased his onward course, 
And not a wound he knew. 



THE REVEL. J9 



Now ail the revellers were mute 
And n > one heard a sound; 

Save now ;ind then a choking sigh, 
'Twas silence all around. 

On came the awful messengers. 

Their mighty bows they drew, 
And quickly through the silent air 

Each shining arrow flew. 

Some quivered in the vaulted roof, 
Some struck the purple fruit, 

And thick and fast the missiles fell 
Among the revellers mute. 

And everything the arrows touched 

Did instant wither up; 
The choicest viands were destroyed 

And overturned each cup. 

One arrow struck the haughty youth, - 
Struck Roland in the breast, 

Just as of Leila's frightened face 
He made a careless jest. 

He backward fell without a sigh 
Expiring on the ground. 

A cry of terror from the crowd 

Burst forth in wailing sound. 



6o THE RE VELLERS. 



Then suddenly the messengers 
Stopped in their swift careen 

Their message they delivered brief, 
" The Lord is coming near. " 

And turning round as rapidly 

They vanished as they came. — 

And round about them as before 

There shone the burning flame. 

The levellers were still alarmed. 

I thought that now at least 
They will prepare to meet their Lord. 

They will forsake the feast. 

I turned once more to view the ones 
Who stood beside the door. 

There still the quiet watchers were 
Where they had stood before. 

Theophilus had heard the noise 

And sought to know the cause: 

But he did never leave his post 
Nor in his purpose pause. 

And little Edith, too, was there: 
To him she had drawn near. 

And in her earnest watchful eye 
I saw no sitrn of fear. 



THE REVEL. 61 

And now a short time passed away 

And all again was changed; 
Again within the brilliant hall 

Were banquet tables ranged. 

Each reveller had resumed his place; 

Again did music swell, 
Once more the merry dancers thronged 

Where Leila was the belle. 

Forgotten now seemed Roland's death 

And his pale form which lay 
Pierced by the arrow; every lamp 

Again sent forth its ray. 

But Hubert standing there alone 

Against a pillar tall 
Seemed filled with great anxiety 

For what should next befall. 

His look of terror now had gone, 

But still he stood in doubt, 
Now gazing on the rapid dance, — 

Now on the hills without. 

And then he watched Theophilus 

Still standing by the door. 
The latter saw him. " Come, " said he. 
" The night is almost o'er. 



62 THE R VELLERS. 



"The time grows short, the morning dawns, 
I've heard the cock crow twice, 

The lamps do fade in dawning light, 
Now do take my advice 

"And come and watch, for presently 
The King must now appear." 

" I think I will, Theophilus, 
And yet I greatly fear 

"There is not time; I weary am 

Of all this gayety; 
I'm all disheveled, and I'm sure 

I am not fit to see 

"The king in such a sorry plight; 

And I can never get 
Myself prepared in time I know 

Such hinderences beset.'" 

"Come, Hubert, come,'' cried Leila's voice, 
" Why stand you gazing yet ? 

The dance grows merry once again. 
Come, join another set. 

"Do you still fear the messengers? 

They have gone far away, 
And you'll not see them here again 

Before the dawning day. 



THE REVEL. 63 



"The morning lingers, Hubert come." 
"I fear the coming King," 

Slid Hubert, "lie must even now 
Be near; I know he'll bring 

" Destruction to the revellers, 
He must be close at band. 

For twice the morning cock has crowed. 
I think I'll take my stand 

"Among the watchers." "Foolish boy,' 

Replied the reveller, 
"Hast thou not learned how empty and 

How vain these warnings are ? 

"But one more merry dance and then 
We all will watch awhile." 

But Hubert lingered, wavering still, 
And gave no answering smile. 

"Friend Hubert," said Theophilus, 
"Your lamp you ought to trim; 

The Lord is coming suddenly; 

Come watch with us for him." 

"Well, Hubert, well, I can not wait," 

The haughty Leila cried, 
"I'll lose the gayest part of all. 

Pray, Hubert, do decide 



64 THE REVELLERS. 



"To go with me. Long have I gazed 
Through open pillars white, 

But I can see no sign foretell 

The King's approach to-night. 

"The night is dark, the stais still shine 

Like jewels in the dome, 
And not a figure on the hills 

Remains. Come, Hubert, come." 

But Hubert, anxious, still remained 
And leaned against the post; 

And Leila, chiding, turned away. 
And in the throng was lost. 

While this was passing Florizel 

Had crept to Edith's side, 
And anxiously he sought to watch 

Or in her shadow hide. 

''Please, Edith, show me how to watch; 

I want to watch with you." 
" Well, brother, you must trim your lamp, 

And change your garments, too." 

'•' I have already trimmed my lam}), 
But 'twill not brightly burn; 

The other lamps put it to shame 
Which ever way I turn." 



THE REVEL. 6s 



" May he some wine drops of the feast 
Have mingled with the oil ! 

They will destroy the brightest light, 
The fairest garment soil." 

Then Florizel withdrew apace, 

His lamp to cleanse and trim, 

And fondly with their anxious eyes 
The watchers followed him. 

Again I looked toward the group 
That gathered round the door; 

It seemed the circle that was there 
Grew larger than before. 

There stood Theophilus close to it, 

And Edith by his side, 
They wait with tranquil confidence 

Whatever shall betide. 

With eyes in deep attention bent 

Upon a distant hill, 
With burning lamps and garments white, 

They both were standing still. 

To revels and to banqueting 

They gave no thought or heed, 

They knew their righteous Lord and King 
Was coming soon with speed. 



66 THE RE VELLERS. 



A little farther in the hall 

Was Hubert standing now; 

A look of deep anxiety 

Was on his troubled brow. 

He turned now to Theophilus, 
Now toward the revel hall, 

Where, forming at the farther end, 
He heard the dancers call. 

But their appearance seemed unreal, 
Like phantoms in the night; 

And when the music sounded high 
It seemed discordant quite. 

But Leila, still the haughty belle, 
Kept calling him away; 

Sometimes he longed to go to her, 
Sometimes he thought to stay. 

Among the merrymakers now 
Was gay Camillo found, 

And Florizel had started, too, 
But turning quickly round 

He stood once more by Edith's side 

And in a whisper said, 
'"Sister, I think I'll watch with you. 

For I am much afraid." 



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"Do, Florizel," said she, "but oh, 
Your garment must be changed, 

Your reveller's dress will never do; 
The King has so arranged 

"That every one should wear a robe 

Of spotless white which he 
Himself provides for those who ask 

In all humility." 

"Well, presently I'll go and change." 

" And see, dear Florizel, 
You have no lamp." " Well, what's the use 

Of one I pray you tell ? 

"The revel lamps burn bright enough." 
"Yes," said the child, "but they 

Will all go out when he shall come 
To lead us on the way." 

"But, still" persisted Florizel, 

"They now are burning bright." 

And still he lingered, standing there 
In his disordered plight. 

" O Florizel, do go at once," 

She pleaded earnestly, 
" I know there is no time to lose." 

He left her presently 



68 THE REVELLERS. 

And darted off into the hall 

Among the pillars fair; 
But soon he had returned again 

And did their vigils share. 

"Theophilus," said the tremling voice 

Of Hubert anxiously, — 
"■Well," said the quiet watcher, "What 
Would you have now with me ? " 

"I'm frightened," said the youth. "At vvlv.it? 

" Why, if the tale be true 
That our great king shall come in wrath 

Before the night is through, 

" We of the revel shall fore ill." 

" There is no doubt of it," 
Theophilus said, " the revellers all 

He'll cast into the pit." 

"Yes, yes," said Hubert, "but pray tell 

Me what I ought to do. 
I cannot leave my comrades gay 

And change my garment, too: 

" I shall be laughed at, and the Lord 

May not come after all, 
And so for nothing I shall lose 

The pleasure of the ball. 



THE REVEL. 69 

" And then suppose that he should come 

While I have gone to change 
My dress, what should 1 do ? I feel 

Disconsolate and strange, 

"I know nut I low I oiiidht to act. 

You, friend, arc h.ippy now. 
F »r v 111 have long since fixed your pkice: 

But I do know not how 

" I should decide; so many things 

May come before the end. 
Mv mind is sore perplexed. The dance 

I think I may attend 

"Awhile, and still be back in time: 

I know not what to do, 
For, while I wish to join the dance, 

I would be ready too." 

Then slowly Hubert moved away: 

Theophilus was pained; 
But still with steadfast purpose all 

The watchers yet remained. 

Scarce half an hour had passed away, 

A ruddy crimson glow 
Lit up the east and shown upon 

The loftv peaks of snow. 



7o THE REVELLERS. 



Again the morning cocks crew loud. 
And standing at the door 

With burning lamps and ready staves 
I saw there were but four: 

Theophilus and Edith, too, 

And Una clad in white, 
And near them trustful Florizel 

Whose lamp was burning bright. 

And outside lingering near the rest 

Behind a pillar there 
Another stood with anxious look 

And attitude of prayer. 

Still he was dressed in purest white, 
His staff was in his hand, 

And yet it seemed he dared not come 
To join the watchers' band. 

Between him and Theophilus 
I marked a difference great; 

The former started at each sound, 
The latter was sedate 

And calm as one who has his house 

In perfect order set; 
Tho' evil ones should prosper now 

He has no cause to fret. 



THE XEVEL. 71 



The place where all the watchers stood 
Now seemed profoundly still; 

But at the hall's remoter end 
The weary dancers fill 

The air with shouts and boisterous glee; 

Though some to sleep had gone, 
And some in drunken stupor lay 

Wrapped in oblivion. 

And once again the crowing cock 
Sent forth his warning cry, 

And ere it ceased a mighty sound 
Was rolling through the sky. 

Then Una's face turned very pale, 

And Florizel caught hold 
Of Edith's dress. He thought the sound 

The coming King foretold. 

Again the mighty palace shook 

To its foundation stone. 
And rolling 'mong the hills they heard 

The awful thunder's tone. 

And yet no sleeper seemed to wake, 

No reveller left his seat. 
At other sounds they'd been alarmed 

And started to their feet; 



THE REVELLERS. 

But this they seemed to disregard; 

But Una cried, "Oh look 
Without, Theophilus, and see 

Why 'twas the palace shook." 

He opened wide the palace door 
And gazed toward the hill; 

The mists of early morning lay 
Around it calm and still. 

The sounds without had passed away. 

"I'm weary now,'* said one. 
" I think I'll go and rest awhile. 

For no one seems to come." 

"Stay, Florizel. do stay with us: 
You know not what you do. 

Von revellers are in peril wild; 
I would that now I knew 

"Where Hubert was. Camillo has 
Gone past all hope I fear.'" 

"I'm tired, too," said Una, "and 
I wish the king were here.'' 

Then all the watchers heard a voice. 

That thrilled each waiting heart. 
It pierced each mind with sudden gleam 

Like hissing fiery dart: 



THE REVEL. 73 



" Let all who are unjust and vile 

Be vile and unjust still, 
An J let each grovelling, filthy mind 

Of vileness have its fill; 

" Bat let the righteous, holy ones 
Retain their righteousness; 

For quickly now our King shall corne 
The holy ones to bless. 

Now all was quiet in the hall 

Where Hubert walked among 

The pillars. Soon he turned about 
And then away he flung 

His reveller's dress. "I'm going now," 

He to Theophilus said, 
"I'm going now to change my robe 

For garment white instead." 

"Now I have slept quite long enough," 

Camillo said, "I will 
Be up, the morn begins to break 

Upon the distant hill. 

'"And ere the Lord shall find me here 
And I must be gone away. 

Whnt fools those silly people are 
To watch till dawning day. 



74 THE RE VELLERS. 

"I have enjoyed the revel bright, 
The banquet and the dance, 

I've slept and am awake again, 
And have as good a chance 

" As any one to be prepared . 

To meet the coming King. 
I think the people all were Tools 

Who lost the revelling." 

But neither of the young men knew 
That it was now too late, 

And that the righteous judge ol all 
Had justly sealed their late. 

'• Why, surely, here is morning light,''" 
Said Leila, throwing down 

Her dice, and starting bum her couch 
She looked up with a frown. 

"What lolly in those silly ones 
To give up all the dance 

And spend the time in watching there 
For such a meagre chance. 

" Tne morning light is breaking now, 
And still no Lord is here; 

I'm sure it was a foolish thing 
To spend the night in fear. 



THE REVEL. 75 



"I know that he will never come: 
So bring fresh oil and wine, 

Let us revive the sinking lamps 

And make their splendor shine. 

" With feast and mirth again we'll join 
To close the morning light; 

Let us begin again, and we 

Will think it still is night." 




76 THE RE VELIEES. 



CHAPTER THREE 



THE EVERLASTING MORNING. 

Then I awoke and slept again,— 
Again I saw the lovely plain, 
But when I listened for the strain 

Of music from the temple tall 
That on the listening ear should fall 
I heard no revel sounds at all. 

I sought the marble palace fair, 

And, searching through the moonlight air, 

I saw a heap of ruins there. 

I wandered by the gliding stream 
That I had seen in former dream, — 
I heard the owl and raven scream, 

The cormorant and dragon great, 

And screech-owl wild bemoan their fate, 

And none of these did want her mate. 



THE EVERLASTING MORNING. 

I reached that heap of ruins wild 
Where once had love and beauty smiled 
On noble youth and lovely child. 

A wild rose scrambled o'er the wall 
Where lay the marble pillars tall 
That stood beside the entrance hall; 

And its reflection, soft and white, 
From placid waters still and bright, 
Shone clearly on my wondering sight. 

Each buried shaft and bn ken stone, 
Pillar and architrave o'erthrown 
Were there in wild confusion strown. 

Insects passed by with noiseless flight 
And soon had vanished from my sight 
Lost in the shades of deepest night. 

I stopped to gaze. There was the hall 
Where Leila planned the brilliant ball, 
And Hubert listened to her call. 

There did each quiet watcher stand 
Prepared with lamp and staff in hand 
For journey to the better land. 

While thus I mused I heard a sound 
Which made me start and look around, 
And seated on a stone I found 



78 THE REVELLERS. 

The same old man I'd >etn before 

The same deep, thoughtful look he wore, 

His hair seemed whiter than of yore. 

As I approached he heard a stir 

Of leaves; he looked at me. "Oh, sir," 

Said I, " where are the ones who were 

"Within the palace when it stood 
In former splendor? If I could 
I'd learn of them: I know I should 

" Be greatly pleased to hear you tell 
Of those I learned to love so well, — 
Theophilus and Florizel, 

"And others, too, who spent the night 

In watching in their garments white, 

And kept their small lamps burning bright. 

Said he, "They all have passed away; 
The night soon past, at dawning day 
The King had taken all away!" 

He paused a moment and ja sigh 
Escaped him; from his^ged eye 
A tear stole forth; again did I 

Request that he would tell me all 

About the scene that did befall 

Those who were at the revel hall., j : 1 



THE E VERLAST1NG MORNING. 7p 

"The scene," he said, "was very strange; 
There came an unexpected change 
O'er all the earth; the mountain range 

" Did shake and tremble mightily, — 
Great rocks were rent, — - the roaring sea 
Cast o'er the land its wild debris. 

" Then every island fled away, — 

The graves were opened, — those who lay 

For ages now came forth; the day 

" Was one of terror passing great 
For those who had not cared to wait 
To meet the King in his .estate. 

" He came upon a great white cloud, 
Which soon became a shining crowd 
Of angels who before him bowed. 

" O'er him a glowing rainbow spread, 
A golden crown was on his head, 
And in his hand a sickle red. 

" Then gazing toward the palace I 
Hjard the exceeding bitter cry 
Of one in greatest agony. 

" Then men from out the palace door 
A form like haughty Leila's bore; 
The revel garments that she wore 



80 THE REVELLERS. 

" When brought to light seemed stained and rent: 
The night in revels she had spent 
And now a bitter cry she sent 

" Which pierced the hearts of all who heard. 
Then stern and awful forms appeared, 
Whose presence all the revellers feared. 

"They seized her, heeding not her cry. 
She begged that they would let her try 
Once more; but still they swiftly fly. 

" And now she cursed her haughty pride, 
And called on rocks and hills to hide 
Or crush her in their caverns wide. 

" These heeded not how sore she wept, 
But each its own foundation kept, — 
In everlasting silence slept. 

"She called unto the palace tall, 

And begged that it might crumbling fall 

And bury neath its massive wall 

" Her guilty head; but still it stood 
In silence there. No one now could 
Save or assist her if he would. 

" ' Twas very piteous to hear 

Her agonizing cries of fear 

When there was none to help her near. 



THE E VERLASTING MORNING. Si 



"Repentance came, but all too late. 
Oh! sadly she bemoaned her fate, 
And sore bewailed her lost estate. 

"I heard her cry, 'I am undone ! 
Oh me ! my brief probation's run. 
My punishment has now begun. '" 

"Where did they take her then?" asked I. 
"I did not see," he made reply, 
"Somewhere anion;* the mountains high. 

"I could not follow that swift flight. 
They soon had passed beyond my sight, 
And all were lost in shades of night. 

"But I doubt not they left her there 
To perish in her mad despair; 
For, borne upon the chilling air, 

" I heard a voice which seemed to say, 
'Now let her there in silence stay 
Till second resurrection day.' " 

" Please tell me of Camillo, too," 
Said I, " the one who scoffed at you 
And revelled all the long night through." 

"Ah, yes ! " said he, "he scoffed no more, 
His bitter smile of scorn was o'er, 
He hurried to the palace door 



82 THE REVELLERS. 

"To find the way to where lie laid 
His staff and garments when he made 
His choice to join the gay parade. 

" But he could never find the place. 
Once and again he would retrace 
His wandering steps; his anxious face 

"Grew dark with terror and dismay. 
He could by no means find the way; . 
But evermore he seemed to stray 

"From post to post. He thought he knew 
Quite well the hall; but hastening through 
Its rooms and doors, the wild wind blew 

"Each revel lamp, till all was dark, 
And not a thing remained to mark 
The way; but staring wild and stark 

" He groaned in great despair. Those who 
Saw him say that the poor boy knew 
Not where he was, but ever grew 

"Still more perplexed. At every turn 
He cried aloud that he might learn 
The way he sought. In deep concern 

" He cried, ' Oh, who will show me now 
Where I may find my lam)) ? I know 
Not where to look; will no one show 



THE E VERLASTING MORNING. 83 



" ' Me where I left my garment white ? ' 
And then he ran with all his might 
To seek some refuge from his fright. 

'* But no one heeded his despair, 
Nor his shrill cries that rent the air. 
Now all too late his bitter prayer 

" Was heard. At length the messengers 
Of vcngence see him. Now occurs 
Another scene, — his fate like hers 

" I saw before, — toward the hill 
Where Leila was they went until 
They shut him up, and all was still. " 

'• Indeed," said I, " what thou hast told 
Djth make my very blood run cold. 
Njw, sir, if I am not too bold, 

" I wish that I might learn of those 
Who heard thy warning and who chose 
To leave the revel ere its close. " 

Then his eye kindled at the thought 

Of memories which my question brought, 

And for a time it seemed he sought 

For words in which he could express 

The state of untold happiness 

In those the King had deigned to bless. 



84 THE REVELLERS. 

"Oh would I cauld," he said, " find word 
To tell what rapturous feelings stirred 
Tiie ones who waited for their Lord! 

'■ fheop'iilus, an 1 Una, too, 

And Florizel, and Edith who 

Had watched for him the long night through. 

"I saw them, sir, fro n wiiere I stool 
Below the palace in the wood. 
My maid was in its s 1 1 lest mo >d, 

"F >r I had viewed with deep concern 
These strange, wild scenes. At length I turn 
To see what further I can learn 

"About the rest. Just as my ear 
Did sounds of heavenly music: hear, 
The morning sun did bright appear 

"Above the mountain tops. It shone 
Full on the temple's guilded dome, 
Reflected from each p Wished stone. 

" Forth from the pillared portico 
A train set out; the dazzling glow 
Of their bright garments none can know 

"Who have not seen the like; the light 
Of day did seem as darkest night; 
My old eyes dazzled with the sight 



THE E VERLASTJNG MORNING. 85 



" In such degree I looked away; 
But oh, how glad I am to say 
[ was allowed to see that day! 

"First came the messengers so bright. 
E ich oae was clad in dazzling white, 
And each prepared for heavenly flight. 

" Each bore a harp within his hand; 
And, touching each melodious strand, 
Such music floated o'er the land 

"As made the tears in torrents flow 
Down these old withered cheeks; I know 
Not why. The music seemed to go 

"Along the margin of the stream 
Until the very birds did seem 
To listen as if in a dream. 

'' I can not tell you in a word 
Of all the lovely things I heard 
From those who wait upon their Lord. 

"The train of bright ones was so long, — 
So great the numbers of that throng, — 
So many measures to their song, 

"I thought the end would never come. 
No mortal man could count the sum 
Of those who led the watchers home. 



86 THE RE VELLERS. 



" And when the long and shining train 
Had passed beyond the valley's plain 
I saw them issue forth again 

" Beyond the hills in fields of light, — 
In plains whose dazzling splendor bright 
Shall never know T the shades of night. 

u Then came the watcher's happy band; 
Each bore a palm-branch in his hand, 
And sang the songs of Canaan's land. 

" Theophilus was the first who came, — 
His garment was like shining flame,- -- 
On it I saw his own new name. 

" A golden crown was on his brow, — 
His face did like an angel's glow, — 
And he could no more sorrow know. 

" He slowly left the pillared hall,— 

The place where he had watched tho' all 

Had left him for the brilliant ball, — 

"And as he looked upon the gleam 

Of shining ones, and saw the beam 

Of their bright light, and heard the stream 

" Of music that now filled his soul 
And led him to the shining goal 
Where sunlit waters ceaseless roll, — ; 



THE E VERLAST1NG MORNING. 87 

" He seemed to feel such perfect peace, — 
Such joy at his long-sought release, 
As did my wonder much increase. 

" I stood there gazing at him long 
And listening to his victor's song 
While following that shining throng. 

' ; There was such rapture and repose 

In his calm eye as only those 

Can know who watch until the close 

" Of earth's dark night. It seemed to me 
As if all nature did agree 
To furnish heavenly melody. 

" Not only did the angels sing, 
But all around there seemed to spring- 
Up softly from the wandering 

•'Blue water, and the golden trees, 
The crimson sky, the trembling breeze, 
The most exquisite harmonies. 

,; And all in unison declare, 

' How blessed all the watchers are 

And every one who doth prepare 

" To meet his Lord. Now he has come 
To take them to their glorious home 
Where they in fields of light shall roam/ " 



88 THE REVELLERS. 



The old man paused. " Indeed, " said I, 

" I wonder that all do try 

To win such pleasure, by and by." 

" ' Tis strange that more do not," said he. 
Again I spoke, " Pray do tell me 
What was the last that you could see." 

"I fancied that I saw the fold 
Of his white garment as it rolled 
Beyond the hills; but now, behold, 

" My mind was occupied with those 

Who like Th^ophilus had chose 

To watch until the brief night's close. 

" Edith and Una, hand in hand, 

Came next; they too had joined the band 

That journeyed to the happy land. 

" Do you remember them ? " " Quite well; 
The ones who stopped to hear you tell 
The warning words to Florizel." 

" The same, " he. said, "each sweet child wore 

A crown of gold, and each one bore 

A palm-branch fair, — they seemed no more 

" A part of earth: so full of light 
And peace purity, — so bright 
Each countenance, and such delight 



THE EVERLASTING MORNING. 



*' Each felt, that, bursiing forth in song, 
They followed ihat bright angel throng. 
As their bright garments swept along 

" I thought, ' Tney ne'er will weep again, 
But free from sorrow, free from pain, 
Eternal riches they shall gain.' 

" I longed to follow them and gaze 
On what they saw, as they would raise 
Tneir eyes and smile in rapt amaze. 

"Just as they crossed the threshold ail 
Behind them in the palace hall, 
And all around them, from the tall 

'' Tree-tops, to every flower and spear 

Of grass that grew around so near 

The stream, spoke words I loved to hear. 

" ' Well done,' said they, 'now enter ye 
Into the joy of him who'll be 
Your king throughout eternity.' 

" How glad I was to hear that sound ! 
And as their garments swept the ground, 
And in the long procession wound, 

" I longed to mark upon the sod 
The place their blessed footsteps trod 
While journeying to meet their God. 



go THE REVELLERS. 

"Young Florizel now followed them, — 

Upon his brow a diadem 

And bells upon his garment's hem. 

"As happy as a lamb in spring, — 
Like pure white roses just opening, — 
Like pearl within a shining ring. 

" But oh ! the vision that came now,— 
Such change I saw on Urban's brow 
I longed his happiness to know. 

"' Do you remember how he stood 

Before us in the shady wood 

And knit his brow in anxious mood? 

" Well, sir, that look no more was seen, 
But in its stead smile so serene, — 
So placid, full of peace, I ween 

<( No one ere saw the like before. 
A palm-branch in his hand he bore, 
And such a look of joy he wore — 

" He seemed unable to express 
The joy that now had come to bless 
His watching with such great success. 

" Oh, yes, the look of doubt which he 
Once had was gone, uncertainty 
Into intense reality 



THE E VERLAST1NG MORNING, pi 

" Was changed; anxiety to rest. 
So greatly was the watcher blessed 
His rapture could not be expressed. 

"And as he crossed the threshold there 

Was borne upon the perfumed air 

A voice that seemed an answered prayer. 

" It seemed to say, ' Go now in peace, 
From vigils thou art now released, 
And thou art bidden to the feast. ' 

" 'Go now in peace,' oh blessed word L 
What rapture will this voice afford 
To those who wait upon their Lord ! 

"So long as I could see him still 
I watched the happy band until 
They passed beyond the distant hilL 

"Indeed by looking close you might 
Have caught a momentary sight 
Of those they meet in fields of light. 

" 'Twas there a gorgeous city shone 
With light from each foundation stone 
Whose radiant splendors are unknown. 

" And as I caught one distant gleam 
Of lights that from its mansions stream 
How poor did all the revel seem ! 



Q2 THE REVELLERS. 



" And now there was a sudden sound 
Which made me start and look around, 
And all about this place I found 

" The heap of ruin that you see. 

So altered was the scene to me 

Who knew each path, each flower, and tree 

" That I have found it hard to trace 
Even the threshold of the place, 
The great earthquake did so efface 

•' All former splendor. When the last 
Of that bright band had safely passed 
It dissappeared. But here is cast 

" My lot. To me 'tis hallowed ground. 
Until I hear the welcome sound 
To go, I must be faithful found. 

; ' But now I love to wander here 
Among the fragments old and sear, 
And often to my listening ear 

•'I hear the sound of voices wild, 
Or fancy I can see some child 
That once among the revellers smiled. 

" In moonlight visions oft' I see 
Theophilus as he used to be, — 
A watcher through the revelry. 



THE E VER LA STING MORNING. <pj 



" See Edith leave the brilliant ball, 
See Urban standing by the hall 
And heeding not the music's call. 

"The revel now has passed away; 
No longer do the young and gay 
Sweep through the hall in brilliant play; 

" But deeper far than I can tell, 
Like tones of some great solemn bell, 
There comes a voice whose echoes swell 

; " Upon my hear!. It seems to say, 
Those blessed ones who watch and pray 
Shall some lay see a brighter day-'" 

The '^o >d in in paused; his tale was told; 
And tears he could no longer hold 
Down his old cheeks in torrents rolled. 

He bowed his head as if t<> pray, 
And, feeling he'd no more to say, 
I turned around and walked away. 

My heart was full; I longed to be 
Like those who shunned the revelry 
And won eternal victory. 

And I determined that I, too, 

Would watch for him e'en though I knew 

No feast or mirth the long night through. 



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